A man of great character;misunderstood in general
Great in bed. He regularly assists women in viewing the insides of their eyelids as they hold on for dear life while he tongue lashes them. Afetr women are blessed to receive the oral affects of Howards they frequently think of him while pleasuring themselves with something large due to the fact most Howards are gifted not only with their tongues but below as well.

"I just was in the bathroom and Howard myself off the shower seat!!"
"look how that guy eats his ice cream...I bet he gives good Howard!!"

A man who exemplifies every proud and historic archetype of the British gentleman. A hero, who, in the face of certain death, would casually caress his handlebar moustache before stoically climbing into the cockpit of his Spitfire with a tumbler of Scotch - damning Jerry for his most inconvenient timing - and proceed to deliver the jolly-most thrashing to the impending Boche in the name of Queen and Country. Gaw' Bless.

"I say, is that Jerry flying against the wind towards Trafalgar Square?!?!"
"No fear, Tarquin; Howard has slipped the surly bonds of Earth, and is dancing the skies on laughter-slivered wings, before smashing Jerry back to 1914. Two World Wars and One World Cup. Huzzah!"